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338 · Jan 2015
A simple poet
Derek Leavitt Jan 2015
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Beauty is white... Glowing and Innocent.
*** is Red, Exotic and Passionate.
Life is full and rich with wisdom.
Death is not the End.
Derek Leavitt Jul 2015
What is a demon if not but another monster to go boo in the night?
Why am I to fear if I stand broken and unfrightened?
How is man to protect those he loves from the monsters if he cannot contain the monster from within himself?
What is the beast without beauty? some would say chaos.. I would say vulnerable.
mysteries and stories told in simple rhymes.
323 · Nov 2014
They Want More
Derek Leavitt Nov 2014
"When you crawl, they want you to walk.
When you walk they want you to run.
When you run they want you to talk.
When you talk they limit your use of certain words.

They want more. They want more. They want more.

When you speak a proper sentence and can count, they send you off to school.
When you are at school they want you to read.
when you can read they want you to count some more on a higher level.
When you can count on a higher level they upgrade with more levels of reading and counting.
When you get home from school they want you to have good reports.
When you have good reports they want you to be organized.

They want more. They want more. They want more.

When the week end comes along and school is out, they want you to be social.
When you are being social, they want you to exorcise.
When you are done exorcising they want you to compete.
when you have won in your competition they want you to go back to learning.
When you come home from more learning they expect a good report.

They want more. They want more. They want more.

When you get a job you gain 'responsibility'.
When you gain responsibility you life no longer matters.
When your life no longer matters you have surrendered.
when you have surrendered you are expected to keep working for less pay.
When you work for less pay you can't afford a home or food.
When you can't afford food you become hungry.
When you become hungry you starve.
When you starve you die.
When you die you have failed at what was expected of you and that is to live.
When you fail at living you are labeled as a failure.
When you are labeled as a failure.......... you are forgotten.

They want more... They want more... They.. Want... More."
When born you are the most luckiest person in the universe.. nothing is expected... your adorable. your alive.. your beautiful.. you are life.. after a you arrive at home, you are expected to learn... at this very moment, to the moment of death... you will do nothing but learn.. and you are expected to comply. The tittle of this poem is... "They want more"
320 · Apr 2014
On the Verge of Defeat
Derek Leavitt Apr 2014
Broken Hearts and Broken Souls... On this day It almost seems I've lost all hope... I have been struck down to my knees and now will not get up... My shield won't hold out for much longer for I fear my time has come to face this treacherous monster...
Derek Leavitt Apr 2014
In the eyes of thine enemy, I shall show mercy… I yield my sword and lower my shield. I pay my respects and understand a similar pain. death is unpredictable but a stalking predator. I will not fall to my enemy's knees. I will not surrender. But I shall yield in respect. I fight a battle of law, of justice, of fair play and at the hour of deception I will not let down my guard… but I shall not strike thee down in cold blood. For the first time in my life I stretch my hand out.. and offer mercy… support.. and sympathy. This pain… this force.. is recognizable for me… and if you have any sense of respect for "life" its self… you will understand when I say.. that for today… Instead of fighting.. instead of raging… instead of wishing and hoping and planing to shed blood… instead of this… I shall lift my enemy up… brush off his shoulders… look him in the eyes… and extend my hand out in welcome… in peace… in a truce.. for I have witnessed… everyone shares a burden. and today. My Enemy shares a burden I have carried more than once.
286 · Jun 2015
Don't Look So Hard
Derek Leavitt Jun 2015
People will Never See ‘you’.

Nobody will ever see you the way that you see them.

So close those eyes and stare into the black abyss.

Never peek and get that glimpse because when they close their eyes…

They’ll never open for you again.
Story/poem

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